Better You Than Me Novels & Stories

I was better than her. I am superior to Vanessa because I can get the man she wants, and if I want, I can also get other things from her because, of course, I am more deserving. I was better than her in every aspect. I was smarter, prettier, and more interesting than Vanessa, who looked boring with her flat expressions. "I've met her in person, and she looks much better than this portrait." I hissed angrily, looking back at the busy crowd joining the conversation. Does this whole place in this corner have nothing else to talk about? Do they have no interest in anything better than cheap news? It's annoying to hear them talk about unimportant things in public and make others listen too. They'

I cupped his face. “Listen to me,” I said, each word a promise. “You think ‘better’ means penthouse views and black credit cards? I’ve had ‘better.’ It was empty. ‘Better’ is watching you light up when you talk about those kids. ‘Better’ is building something with my own hands that actually helps people. ‘Better’ is you, next to me, fighting for what’s real.” I pressed my forehead to his. “I don’t want a life behind you, Aiden. I want a life with you. However messy it gets. That’s the only ‘better’ I’ll ever need.”

Childish or not, this is my way of finding joy in this boring world. Anyone who says I like it when people are miserable is right. I do, and? Who the fuck are you to judge me? I don't spare her no other glance, I push her off me and stand up to leave. "They're right. You always think you're better than everyone." Her voice makes me wonder how people can bear watching her every day. "I indeed am better than whoever said that." This is really ridiculous and why do I have to go over it?

’’ I spoke. ‘’And you are better than me?’’ she retorted. ‘’you have anything against me huh?’’ she scoffed and frowned at me. ‘’you are better than me because we are contesting for the same position! There is no way you are good because we are both the same! So, stop thinking that I did something wrong when you are there seated and pretending as if you are better than anyone!’’

Nik I watched her turn red in anger and it just made me laugh even more. “Better watch the road so you don’t injure us.” She grumbled then turned away from me to the road. “Aww. You’re jealous” I teased, enjoying that she actually was. “No I’m not.” She huffed, still not turning to look at me. “Yes you are. It’s clear as day” I fired back. I liked the gooey feeling that this gave me. She hated having to share me, just I did her.

The word I know to lessen the tension but they laughed at me. "There's a better word yous should say other than sorry because your sorry won't solve anything. The disaster you created is still here. And by the way, I almost forgot to tell you." He stared at me checking how curious I am to what is he going to say. I'm curious about everything right now. I don't care if it's small or big that is! I wanted to know how the hell it ended like this.

He said a few words regarding the topic and ended the speech by saying, "just remember you came alone, you'll live alone and you'll die alone. Don't trust anybody more than yourself. Be your own best friend and your own worst enemy to keep the balance of life. Never underestimate yourself and never look back to the people who stab you. They are not worth it, and loyalty is rare. So raise your standards and wear your self respect as the most valuable outfit but ever undress it in front of anybody especially not in love"Students raised clap throughout the auditorium and he walked away from the stage. Leaving the auditorium and his men followed him behind. Veronica stood up from her seat too an

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Benita asked, looking hopeful about getting a new car. She wanted to change her white car into a brand new, sleek car, and her account balance wasn't friendly enough to purchase her dream car. Moreover, she had asked her father for a new car or a second vehicle, but her father refused. His response was, "Now that you have graduated, Benita. Don't you think it's best to find a suitor who can offer such a car as a gift to you? I will not lavish a single penny on you so you don't remain here. Prepare to get married soon."

"Right. Look! He's cut your favorite cheese for you. He's so in love with you." "Yeah. He loves no one but you." People always emphasized what they lacked. Evan, at 17, knew that actions spoke louder than words. But he seemed to have forgotten this at 27. Wearing a self-deprecating smile, I glanced at Hannah beside him. She sported a head of glorious red hair, perfectly matching her passionate, open, and fiery nature—the very qualities that had taken Evan by storm. Female werewolves seemed to have great bodies, but Hannah had the best body among all of Evan's werewolf girlfriends. My human body certainly wasn't attractive enough for Evan.